Ruan Qi furrowed her brows and began to pick at her clothes with her fingers. Not far away, Shen Wenqian saw this action and started to feel anxious.
The young girl was already impatient.
The incessant harassment from Ruan Chunhua and Wen Lu made her extremely displeased and pushed her patience to the limit.
"Xiao Qi, are you listening to me?" Wen Lu's voice entered her ears.
Ruan Qi raised her head.
"Cousin," she said with a brilliant smile, yet her voice carried a chill, "my brother, he's very busy and has no time to meet with you. Do you understand?"
Wen Lu's face underwent a slight change.
She looked at Ruan Qi, whose face was sweetly smiling, and her eyebrows knitted slightly.
"Xiao Qi, what have you learned in the entertainment circle? Don't you have any manners?"
Ruan Qi didn't speak.
Wen Lu's face darkened slightly.
